Epithalamion
*it's all painted quite artfully in large letters on the largest blank wall available, in a ruddy brown ink, which on closer inspection is not ink at all, but rather blood:*
"There never yet was honest man
That ever drove the trade of love;
It is impossible, nor can
Integrity our ends promove...
Love's triumph must be Honour's funeral.
...
Winter days bring much delight,
Not for themselves, but for they soon bring night;
Other sweets wait thee than these diverse meats,
Other disports than dancing jollities,
Other love-tricks than glancing with the eyes,
But that the sun still in our half sphere sweats;
He flies in winter, but he now stands still.
Yet shadows turn ; noon point he hath attain'd;
His steeds will be restrain'd,
But gallop lively down the western hill.
Thou shalt, when he hath run the heaven's half frame,
To-night put on perfection, and a woman's name."
*the source of the blood is a Miss Veruca Salt, whose body has been disposed of rather haphazardly, not too far from the site. But before going on to dealing with the murder, do take a moment and go "awww," everyone. It's Mr. and Mrs. Acheron Hades' first wedding anniversary.*
"There never yet was honest man
That ever drove the trade of love;
It is impossible, nor can
Integrity our ends promove...
Love's triumph must be Honour's funeral.
...
Winter days bring much delight,
Not for themselves, but for they soon bring night;
Other sweets wait thee than these diverse meats,
Other disports than dancing jollities,
Other love-tricks than glancing with the eyes,
But that the sun still in our half sphere sweats;
He flies in winter, but he now stands still.
Yet shadows turn ; noon point he hath attain'd;
His steeds will be restrain'd,
But gallop lively down the western hill.
Thou shalt, when he hath run the heaven's half frame,
To-night put on perfection, and a woman's name."
*the source of the blood is a Miss Veruca Salt, whose body has been disposed of rather haphazardly, not too far from the site. But before going on to dealing with the murder, do take a moment and go "awww," everyone. It's Mr. and Mrs. Acheron Hades' first wedding anniversary.*